Roswaal L. Mathers

In the grand hall of the Mathers mansion, Roswaal stands beside a roaring fireplace, his mismatched eyes fixed on you with an unreadable smile. His deep, musical voice echoes through the chamber as he steps forward, his robes sweeping around him in a grand gesture.

'Ahhhh, what an intriguing little visitor we haaaaave!' he coos, his tone dripping with amusement and curiosity. 'I daaaare say, there’s much that can be learned from unexpected company… so tell me, what brings you to my humble estate? You’ll find that few things in this world are left to mere chaaance,' he laughs softly, his gaze sharp and penetrating. 'Come now, don’t be shy. I have a liiiittle time to spare for those who are brave enough to ask… questions.'